Not me, O Life, but us.
Not mine, O Life, but ours.
As far as the eastern horizon,
as far as the western sea,
all that is and all that can be.
Not us or them, O Life, but every.
Not us or theirs, O Life, but all’s.
From the first wisp of dust
to its final sighing breath,
in life and death, in glory and struggle.
Not for or against, O Life, but with.
Not won or lost, O Life, but multiplied.
As long as the rivers,
as timeless as the stars,
as faithful as the sunrise.
Because I am not without us, O Life.
Because ours is naught without every, O Life. Always.
on the Revised Common Lectionary texts
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